Accidental Kiss With the School Prince

One

I'm about as causal as it gets. Makeup, natural hair, and casual clothing. If you ask me, popularity really means nothing to me, but to my friend Macy, it means everything.

Macy and I were walking down the hall of our high school. It was the final hour of the day and boy, was I ready for the day to end.

"Lisa, you absolutely have to tell me who you like." I sigh and look away from her. "I can't tell you Macy. Sorry." Macy is different. I don't know how to explain her. She's beautiful. She has blonde curls and a slim body. Really, any outfit would fit her. I envy her at times.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." I say, bluntly.

"Alright," she says. She leads me outside during break time and quietly starts telling me. "Do you see him?" She points at a slim Asian guy, his dark brown hair and brown sparkly eyes stand out. My eyes widen. "Y-you mean, Yuchiro?"

Yuchiro is strain outta Japan. His mom used to know my mom a few years ago but Yuchiro and I never talked.

"Yea, I like Yuu."
"Yuu?"
"That's what he lets me call him."

She Turns around and calls him to tell him to come over. "You know your job Lisa, so do it." I roll my eyes and Macy scoots away a little.

"What's up Macy, Lisa."

He knows me? Okay, let's be honest, I really like him too, and I don't know what to do.

"Lisa has something to tell you."

"Yea?"

I slowly start speaking. "Macy has a crush on you and was...."

Yuchiro raises an eyebrow at me.

"Wanting to go.." I cringe and feel like needles are sticking in my skin.

"She wants to go out with you."

I smile and walk away quickly trying to forget everything I just said. I didn't look back, I didn't see what was going on.

One more thing about Yuchiro, because he's not full American, and pretty damn hot too, he's literally the Prince of this school. If I'm not wrong, almost everybody that is Macy's friends with, (they're all popular) wants go out with him, or has attempted to ask him out. But in short-terms, he never said yes to anybody.

After the final hour of the day, Macy and I walk home together. I try I keep a distance. "So, what did Yuchiro say?" I say slowly. He smiles and answers me quick. "He said yes!" I turn around snd see Yuchiro a few meters away laughing with his other guy friends.

I look forward and my eyes gasp for me. "M-mama!?"

She starts yelling at me in Japanese. "Get your lazy ass over here young lady!"

My reaction was to yell back in Japanese. "Stop it! I'm coming, just stop yelling!" Macy and I both look at Yuchiro and she's staring at me. Shit.

Macy, I got to go, but I'll Talk to you later. I run towards my house and bring my mom inside. "What the heck mama," he accent is thick but I understand clearly. "You leave dining table a mess and want me to clean? You wish. Get cleaning!" I snicker at her English but clean the table anyway, even though it was Aya, my little sisters fault.

Afterwards I go sit with my mom. "You really embarrassed me today." She only spoke with me in Japanese usually. "How?" "It's hard to explain, anyway, where is Aya?"

"Ayami, I don't know." "Mama, I told you not to call me that anymore."

So my real is is Ayami, but I didn't want anyone to mess up on it, so ever since middle school, I've said my name is Lisa. I wanted to tell Macy, but I never got the chance. I'll tell her tomorrow though, for sure.